Hunt Me: A Dragon Shifter Romantasy by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Tori

Ilie awake well past midnight, the memory of Legion’s touch still lingering on my aching body. Instead of sleeping nude like usual, I dress in a thin layer—just in case. Part of me hopes Legion will show up for an encore and touch me like he did in the library. But the other part knows that would be way too dangerous. Alone, I retrace his movements with my own hand. The thin fabric of my panties offers the same delicious friction from earlier, and I send myself over the edge into orgasm quicker than I expect. But it’s not the same. And it’s not nearly enough.

Legion’s promise from earlier replays in my mind. I can’t deny I want what he’s offering: to break this curse and let him make me come with his bare hands.

I know I should hate him for what he did to me, and maybe I do. Maybe I’m just tainted by my own poisoned heart, but I want Legion despite knowing he did this to me. And despite knowing what he’s done in his past. Maybe that makes me a monster too.

When I finally drift off to sleep, my dreams are filled with him. I’m at the primal hunt, being watched by a crowd, though I want him so badly, I don’t care. He chases me down—hunts me—and I let him catch me, my entire body yearning for what comes next. He kisses me, touches me, his hands and his tongue tracing the dark veins on my skin—right up until the moment he succumbs to a slow death. The last thing he whispers in my nightmare is “You win.”

In the morning, I shove aside the guilt that pricks at me. It’s stupid to feel bad for killing a guy when it was only a dream. But the idea of hurting Legion even if it means saving myself leaves me strangely off-balance today.

Kendall’s already gone when I check her room. I find her in the kitchen, her hands covered in flour as Chaya and the cook instruct her on forming the dough for bread.

“Hey,” I say, relieved to see her settling into this place so easily. “Have you seen Legion?”

“Not since breakfast,” Kendall says.

“Oh, I didn’t realize I missed it.”

“By about an hour,” the cook says with pointed disapproval.

“Sorry. I guess I overslept.”

The awkward silence leaves me feeling like a fourth wheel, so I excuse myself and snag some fruit for a quick breakfast on my way out.

Legion isn’t in his study, nor do I run into him in the library. My gaze lingers on the spot where I stood while he touched me last night. My body heats at the memory, and I pull myself away reluctantly before continuing to wander from room to room.

While I explore, I find myself imagining a life here. In Tartarus. In this house. Wearing gloves and scarves for the rest of my life. Unable to touch another. And while I want nothing more than to be free of this stupid curse, for a fleeting moment, I almost convince myself I could be content like this.

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